Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Of course Fang Hongqiu won't fight against someone who can't wrestle, it's even more embarrassing to win and lose.

No one fell with him. Fang Hongqiu had to give up. He didn’t see him sitting beside Wan Feng. “Brother Wan, don’t look at your young age. You fell really well. If you were in Bohai, it would be fine. Let’s fall a few times every day. wrestle."

Falling every day? What's part of my own business is that I don't have time to wrestle with you every day.

"Why don't I come to Hongya for a week in the future and let's learn once?" Fang Hongqiu's sudden sentence made Wan Feng startled.

Wan Feng was immediately depressed. He went to Hongya by car for a week just to wrestle? How idle is this guy or how obsessed with wrestling?

The round-trip ticket is four or five yuan per person, and it is not possible to come back on the same day. Adding to the hotel to eat is special for two falls. This is not what you do when you are full.

I'm really addicted, can I fall into the ground twice?

People have fans who drink, have girls, have fans, have collections, and have Mignon cannons. He was the first to see this fan of wrestling.

He has even seen him who is a fan of martial arts, just in the Waqian team.

When Shaolin Temple was screened in the countryside in 1984, An Wenguo of the Waqian team seemed to have opened a door. This guy followed the film screening team and watched more than a dozen games in a row, and then determined to become a martial arts master and began practicing martial arts .

At that time, it was estimated that there were tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people in the country who had his ideas. This is not surprising.

But most of those are young people's ideas, but he is married and his children are three or four years old.

Ever since he started practicing martial arts, he didn't care about everything at home, so I practiced martial arts every day, and often fought with his wife for this.

In the summer of 1985, this cargo mysteriously disappeared for three or four months.

His wife thought he had been murdered, and they all reported the crime.

The police station also didn't find out where the goods went, so he was counted as missing persons, but the goods came back three months later.

I went to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts.

Because of this, his wife almost divorced him. Although he hasn't been to Shaolin Temple since then, he has been practicing martial arts, and he also earned him a name: Hitman!

Wan Feng feels that if Fang Hongqiu gets together with Daxia An in another five or six years, they will have a drink.

But Daxia An is a fan of martial arts. At least there are still a large group of people like him in the country. What is Fang Hong's fan wrestling?

"If you don't want money for your goods, I can wrestle with you every day. How about this good condition?"

Fang Hongqiu is obviously not stupid and affordable: "This is not good, why I want to eat too, but I can give you a discount."

"I would rather not have a discount than wrestle with you. It's half past nine now. It's going to be night. I'm going to see your goods."

Fang Hongqiu didn't seem to have stayed enough here, hesitated and didn't want to leave.

Being addicted to a fall, this guy must have a problem in his heart.

To bid farewell to Zhang's family, Wanfeng Zhang Xian and Shang Hongqiu went out and came to the tram station.

Looking at the tram coming in the distance, Wanfeng has a sense of unreality. Is this problem solved? Is it really solved?

When he was overwhelmed with doubts and roads, another village appeared in a daze.

I can't help but sigh his luck, it's so good.

When Wan Feng walked into the yard rented by Fang Hongqiu again, his treatment was very different from the last time.

I came here yesterday and didn't even get a seat. This time there is not only a seat but also smoke and water.

And the face that looked like mourning yesterday is now full of smiles.

Instead of drinking water and smoking, Wan Feng let Fang Hongqiu lead him into his warehouse.

Zhang Xian did not enter the warehouse with Wan Feng wittily, but stayed outside.

The goods in Fang Hongqiu's warehouse are not dazzling, but the goods are abundant.

Electronic watches, electronic watch batteries, tape recorder cores and things related to tape recorders, and some toys.

"Is your digital watch in these two colors? No other colors?"

"Wow, the goods that came the day before yesterday, this time there are pink, yellow and blue plus the original black and white, now it is five colors."

Fang Hongqiu accurately found three small paper boxes as he spoke, and when they opened it, it turned out that they were in these three colors.

"How much money do you give to me?"

"Hey, Junior Brother... I call your Junior Brother okay this time, right?"

"It depends on how much money you count. If there is more money, it will still be useless."

"How about giving you seven dollars and five dollars? I have never offered this price. You are the first one."

"Will I prepare a tablet for you at home in the future?"

"Hey, that's not necessary, I'm still alive."

I won't support you even if you die.

The price of 7.5 yuan is indeed a low price, but Wanfeng believes that there is still room for relaxation.

"Seven yuan! That's the price."

"Hey, I said, brother, you have to let me get a bite to eat."

"Hehe, I understand this thing. You send me seven yuan from the south and you earn one five or two yuan for the lowest one. Don't have such a big appetite. If I sell you more, I will have everything. It's settled, I think, but my brother will sell for seven yuan in the future. Now I want to look at your tape recorder."

"Are you still playing with the tape recorder?"

"Hehe, tell you I have installed three tape recorders, do you believe it? I plan to sell them in a few days."

This time Fang Hongqiu was a little uneasy.

The recorder movement is a product launched this year. Young people in big cities like Shanghai, the capital and even Guangzhou, who can’t afford the whole machine, buy the movement and build it by themselves. Although it takes about a year or two, it can save money. It's hundreds of dollars, but I haven't heard of anyone who plans to sell it.

This Ban Dao Junior Brother actually has this idea?

"Do you think you can sell it?"

"Why can't it be sold?"

"How much are you going to sell?"

"It depends on how much you give me for these things. Come, give me your quotation, and give me the most tangible price to save me and you."

Fang Hongqiu blinked his eyes and thought for a long time: "The movement is forty-three, the battery box is two, and the radio is twenty-eight..."

"For the time being, I don't want a radio~www.NovelMTL.com~ I only plan to sell pure tape recorders, so the cost will be reduced."

"Six power supply, one counter, six tapes, one tweeter, and nine four-inch woofers. This is the lowest price I can give you. Do you want to pull it down."

The paralyzed Zhang San also made him a dollar on the trumpet.

Wan Feng calculates that the cost of this set is nearly ten yuan lower than the cost of the tape recorders he made at home.

Nodded: "I won't strangle you for this."

As for those colorful toy cars that were not in Wanfeng's plan, he didn't even look at them.

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